Chapter 1663: Chapter 1663

Chu Xiaoyao felt she hadn’t done anything wrong. Even if her words were a bit intense, that was normal. Who told that sleazy old man to talk in such an infuriating way? So you won’t have a daughter in the future? Aren’t you going to do good deeds and accumulate virtue for your daughter? Aren’t you afraid your daughter will get ***** or assaulted as soon as she steps out?

In the past, she might have let it go, but now Chu Xiaoyao absolutely couldn’t hold it in. As Li Yifei put it, the Li family worked together to strengthen the whole family, not just to eat or play whatever they wanted, but also not to be bullied or suffer grievances. Of course, they didn’t bully others voluntarily, but they certainly wouldn’t fear trouble if bullied.

Seeing more and more people gather around, Zhao Yong was a bit embarrassed and angry. He hadn’t expected that this seemingly adorable little girl had such a fiery temper, ready to tear into him at the slightest disagreement.

At first, he just wanted to chat more with this little beauty with the surname Chu. He intentionally raised the price, thinking Chu Xiaoyao would act coquettishly with him, bargain a bit, maybe swing her hips, pout a little, or give a flirtatious look. That would be perfect.

Needless to say, this guy read too many novels, getting reality and fiction mixed up. He thought he was covered by a protagonist’s halo, but what happened was... Chu Xiaoyao just said the price was unreasonable and stood firm on it. His subsequent careless words provoked Chu Xiaoyao.

From Chu Xiaoyao’s perspective, she was still angry. Maybe she wasn’t good at other things, but when it came to computer equipment and electronics, trying to fool her was like taking her for a child to deceive.

As the crowd grew, Zhao Yong snorted, waved his hand, and directly said, "No deposit refund. If you want these items, pay up. If not, leave quickly, don’t interrupt my business."

"You!" Chu Xiaoyao really wanted to grab a box nearby and smash it into his face. His words were just too infuriating. However, a wise person knows when to retreat. Since she was here alone, smashing someone could lead to humiliation if she got caught. So, within an instant, Chu Xiaoyao decided to let go and not use the box against him.

Just as Chu Xiaoyao released her grip and was about to turn around to find Li Yifei, a small, fair hand reached over. The hand wasn’t big, but it was very pretty, with no unsightly nail polish, just natural and healthy colors. This hand grabbed the box perfectly.

The small hand was very strong. Though the motion of grabbing the box wasn’t fast, the ensuing motion was very swift, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

The onlookers were slightly perplexed. Suddenly, they saw a very beautiful lady, even more stunning and sexy than the previous little beauty, appear next to her, grabbing that box and then... whoosh, throwing it. Her movements were incredibly elegant, as if imbued with a magical charm.

Zhao Yong originally stood with arms crossed, trying to cover his protruding belly to seem... a bit more masculine.

Xu Shanshan walked over to Chu Xiaoyao, and Zhao Yong could see her. He even felt his heart skip a beat.

If it were another time and place, this guy would definitely shout aloud, "What’s up with today? Why are there so many beauties, first a cute little lady, and now an even more beautiful woman? If given a choice, he’d definitely pick... the little lady, because homebodies love cute girls!"

But if a gorgeous woman threw herself at him, he’d be over the moon too.

So, at this moment, Zhao Yong was actually dazed, dazzled by the beauty before him, forgetting to ponder who this beauty was, what she was doing, or if she knew the Chu surname little beauty? Was she standing up for her?

Time waits for no one, and Zhao Yong didn’t have time to dwell. Before him were just two beauties standing together; one with a frosty expression, the other looking solemn but stunning. Could this beautiful woman be the Little Dragon Lady from an ancient tomb?

Thinking this, he overlooked Xu Shanshan’s actions. She picked up that box, which was somewhat heavy, but nothing she couldn’t handle.

Throw... Xu Shanshan completed what Chu Xiaoyao had just intended but calmly stopped from doing—throwing the box. Her target was Zhao Yong, who had a piggish look on his face.

Smack! The heavy box hit Zhao Yong’s face. This was the last scene before he went down: darkness, a shadow over his eyes, followed by excruciating pain on his face, and then he toppled.

Zhao Yong didn’t faint; he just reflexively leaned back when hit, and with nothing behind him, he simply fell down when his legs gave out.

The onlookers gasped, from Xu Shanshan walking to Chu Xiaoyao, grabbing the box, hitting Zhao Yong, and the computer shop owner crashing down in no more than a few seconds. It all happened so fast.

Zhao Yong’s shop had two other employees, both typical nerds. Seeing beautiful women left them dumbfounded, and witnessing their boss get knocked down by a beauty, they even forgot to rush over and help him up. Their eyes stayed glued to Xu Shanshan and Chu Xiaoyao. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽

Chu Xiaoyao exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Xu Shanshan, jumped up, turned around, and hugged her, saying, "Sister Shanshan, you’re amazing."

Xu Shanshan patted Chu Xiaoyao, finally showing a smile on her face, and said, "Next time, just be straightforward with people , otherwise, they’ll take advantage."

Chu Xiaoyao nodded vigorously, then saw Li Yifei standing two meters away, pouted at him, and made a funny face. Then she began to tell the two of them about what happened earlier.

Over here, Zhao Yong had already picked himself up off the ground. He didn’t bother to scold the two employees for not helping him up. He heard Chu Xiaoyao recount the earlier events and noticed the onlookers’ schadenfreude expressions. Colleagues are like adversaries; everyone pretends to get along but secretly wishes for the other’s misfortune. Now that Zhao Yong was struck down by a woman, they were delighted, and it seemed the new beauty was not afraid to make trouble either.

"Damn it," Zhao Yong thought to himself. "I can’t just endure this. If I do, then I’m not a man."

So, he rushed over, pointed at Xu Shanshan, eyes bulging with anger, and shouted, "You damn well dare to hit me?"

At this moment, Chu Xiaoyao wisely took a step back. Xu Shanshan had already taken over the situation, so there was no need for her to waste words on such a despicable person.

Sure enough, Xu Shanshan’s eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Zhao Yong, and before he could utter another word, she took action.

This time, she was even faster, picking up another larger box and hurling it at Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong wasn’t crossing his arms this time, but he couldn’t dodge. It was too fast, and the force was too strong. The box hit him almost instantly, this time striking his nose and mouth, causing him to fall again.

Two of his teeth were knocked loose, his tongue was bitten, his lips were busted, and as for his nose... it started bleeding immediately.

The onlookers were blinking rapidly in surprise, with a few muttering, "That was fast, I didn’t even see it clearly."

Some even cheered inwardly, thinking, "Serves you right for being sleazy. Now you’re getting your comeuppance."

Instead, no one sympathized with Zhao Yong. This guy looked sleazy, frequently making inappropriate jokes with women, sometimes vulgar, sometimes not. Outwardly, nothing much could be said, but those women secretly cursed Zhao Yong’s ancestors thoroughly.

So, seeing Zhao Yong fail to seduce a beauty and then another beauty standing up for her, those women were just short of clapping in applause.

Li Yifei took out his phone from his pocket and sent a message to the security guards outside, asking them to come upstairs. This matter wasn’t insignificant nor trivial. Teasing Chu Xiaoyao—in general cases with unruly young men—could get him beaten to death. But Li Yifei, after all, wasn’t that kind of person. He was quite lenient, so he just watched Xu Shanshan play her part, and however she handled it was up to her.

Then, when Zhao Yong got up a second time, he didn’t dare come near again. Covering his nose, he mumbled curses, "Damn it, you two bitches, who knows who kept you sluts? I’ll fight you to the death today. Quick, call the police!"

After cursing for a while, claiming he’d fight to the death but ending up calling the police, this guy was indeed quite cowardly. But the insults were out, so Xu Shanshan had nothing more to say and continued throwing. This time, it wasn’t an ordinary small box that greeted Zhao Yong, but a case—a computer tower case—directly grabbed by Xu Shanshan and accurately hurled at Zhao Yong.

Chu Xiaoyao, on the other hand, didn’t fear escalation and said to those around, "You all saw it, he was the one who started harassing us, and then spewed such disgusting words. So us hitting him isn’t wrong, right?"

"Right!" a woman agreed in her heart but let it slip out of her mouth. She quickly covered her mouth and looked around. Fortunately, Zhao Yong was on the floor, smacked by the case and groaning in pain, unable to hear her.

Two employees saw the beauties causing a scene; one of them thought to step in to stop it—they were earning their living here, after all—but the other quickly pulled him away, dragging him aside, giving way to Xu Shanshan, and whispered, "Stay out of it. Haven’t you noticed her outfit? Just one set of her clothes is worth as much as our shop’s merchandise. Are we really in any position to provoke her?"

The pulled-away employee quickly thanked him.

Then the two stepped aside, adopting a spectator’s perspective; the world looked different.

As for Zhao Yong, it’s your own foul mouth that got you beaten. Don’t blame us for not helping.

So, Xu Shanshan consecutively threw three cases and one monitor, all hitting Zhao Yong. Even though Xu Shanshan didn’t use much force, these items falling on Zhao Yong consecutively still packed quite a bit of damage. Zhao Yong felt as if his waist was about to break and lay on the ground, groaning weakly in pain.